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Updated: May 4, 2025
I want to tell you, folks, it's a frightening sight to see grass the same kind of grass growing in your backyard or mine magnified or maybe I mean multiplied a hundred times or maybe more and coming at you as if it was an enemy only the cold steel of the fireman's ax saving you from it.
He's having a tough time with that chapter on space law. He didn't sleep at all last night." "He better keep awake," said Roger. "That little fireman's got his rockets hot tonight. He'll blast Tom sure if " "Wait a minute," said Astro suddenly, looking off into the darkness. "What was that?" Roger spun around, his rifle in his hands, ready to fire. "What is it?" he asked.
"Ah! a fireman's, for instance," cried Willie, with a sarcastic laugh; "did you ever hear of a situation with light work and good pay except under Government? I never did; but we might perhaps find steady work and good pay. It would only be required for a time, because I mean to ah, well, no matter but how and where is it to be got? Good Mr Tippet is of no use, because he is mad." "Mad, Willie!"
He hurried back and forth between the tender and the fire-box, crouching to keep his balance, struggling with the heavy logs. He was covered with soot, and the sweat made tiny rivulets in the black as it streamed down his body. His shirt had been caught by a puff of wind and carried out of the cab. He lifted the lid of the fireman's seat and threw his coat and cape into the box.
There were all manner of gloomy passages, and unexpected flights of half-a-dozen stairs or so, in queer angles of the house, and there was a prevailing darkness everywhere; for the Whitelaws of departed generations, objecting to the window tax, had blocked up every casement that it was possible to block up; and the stranger exploring Wyncomb Farmhouse was always coming upon those blank plastered windows, which had an unpleasant ghostly aspect, and set him longing for a fireman's hatchet to hew them open and let in the light of day.
What Ned meant to do, or where to go, of course no one could tell, for he had no definite intentions in his own mind, but his energies were unexpectedly directed for him. On rushing out at the street door, he found himself staggering unexpectedly in the arms of Bob Clazie. "Hullo! Bob, what's up?" "Turn out!" said Bob, as he wheeled round, and ran to the next fireman's door. Ned understood him.
Oh, but scouting was a great game when fellows played it right! After a while they bandaged the ankle tightly with wet cloths. Don put on his shoe but did not lace it. He tried to climb the ravine bank, but that was a bit too rough. Tim picked him up with a fireman's lift and surged with him to the top. That experience set Tim to shaking his head.
As I put down my name and the number of the crack engine of America as well as the imprint of a greasy thumb on the register of our roundhouse last Saturday night, the foreman borrowed a chew of my fireman's fine-cut, and said to me: "John, that old feller that's putting on the new injectors wants to see you."
It is no easy matter to move the heart of London. That vast nation-in-a-city has too many diverse interests to permit of the eyes of all being turned, even for a moment, upon one thing. Nevertheless the fireman's funeral seemed to cause the great cord to vibrate for a little. Hundreds of thousands of people turned out to witness the cortege.
Not only did his dialect differ from those about him, but his habits were not those of a woodsman. For instance, he would always carry his matches loose in his pocket, instead of in a dry box; then, again, he would wear his trousers rolled up like a fireman's, as if to keep out the wet, instead of tucking them into his boots to tramp the woods the better.
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